Mind Reader King

Chapter 268 The Zen Realm Meets Martial Arts! (for collection)
Master Leng smiled: "Hehe, this young man is my daughter's personal bodyguard!"

The head of Kuchan was still stunned for a moment.

In his eyes, Zhao Hao is just a bodyguard, a servant of Master Leng.

It stands to reason that Master Leng shouldn't respect his servants so much.

But the head of Kuchan praised: "Master Leng has a prominent position, but he doesn't put on airs at all in front of his subordinates. Master Leng's character is what we admire! Please, please, please!"

This dragon staircase doesn't look very long.

But when I walked, I realized that it was really not short.

Everyone walks and rests, and occasionally replenishes water.

After about half an hour, everyone finally came to the main courtyard where the main hall of Kuchan Temple is located.

The main courtyard of Kuchan Temple is flat and spacious, very suitable for performing martial arts.

Inside the main courtyard, there is a big arena.

In front of the big arena, there are three huge incense burners.

Inside the censer, cigarette smoke plumes.

Around the big arena, quite a few monks had already surrounded them.

It is estimated that there are five or six hundred people.

Above the big arena, there was a flag hanging, and the inscription "Zen Realm Gathering Martial Arts" was written in four powerful black characters in running script.

Master Leng was a little puzzled: "Old monk, what a coincidence, today, I met you in the Zen martial arts competition?"

The head of Kuchan hurriedly said: "Master Leng, that's right, today is our Qinglan Zen World's once-in-ten-year 'Zen World Martial Arts'."

Afterwards, the head of Kuchan said in a bit of embarrassment: "Master Leng, we have applied to stagger the date of this Zen martial arts meeting from today. Because today is the day for your family to burn incense. But the head of the Pure Land is arguing with me, that is, Disagree with me. They brought hundreds of pure land disciples to my main courtyard. So, I am sorry for you!"

Mr. Leng wiped his beard, and said with a generous smile: "Hahaha, it's okay! We will offer our incense, and you will practice your martial arts. There is no inconvenience? After we finish the incense, we will come to your martial arts competition. But it’s a great joy.”

Seeing that Master Leng was really open-minded, the head of Kuchan smiled and said, "Master Leng, no matter how big the event is today, I must personally preside over the incense burning ceremony of your Leng family. Let's go, let's go to the main hall to offer incense!"

At this time, the head of the Pure Land sitting on the side of the big ring, heard that Master Leng was coming, so he hurried over to say hello.

After all, Master Leng is the patriarch of one of Qinglan's two great families, and he places equal emphasis on morality and authority, so the head of the Pure Land dare not neglect Master Leng.

The head of the Pure Land is also an old man in his 60s and [-]s.

The head seat of the Pure Land also wears ten cassocks.

It can be seen that the status and strength of the first seat of pure land in the monk world is not lower than that of the first seat of bitter meditation.

The head of the Pure Land made a Buddha with both hands, and said with a smirk: "Master Leng, we can meet here, but the Buddha's fate is not shallow! I have admired Master Leng for a long time! It's just that Master Leng looks down on our Pure Land Temple." !"

Master Leng smiled: "Master, you are serious. I have never looked down on your Jingtu Temple!"

The head of the Pure Land Temple smiled but said, "Since you don't look down on our Pure Land Temple, why don't you go to our Pure Land Temple to offer incense? And you come to the Kuchan Temple every year, and every time you come, you spend a lot of money. The old monk feels that you are not worth it. ! Kuchan Temple is a group of trash who do not do serious things, why does your Leng family insist on supporting these idlers?!"

Master Leng can understand the thoughts of the head of the Pure Land.

Master Leng didn't want to offend the Jingtu Temple, so he hurriedly said: "Master, don't blame me! In the beginning, before our daughter was born, she made a wish in front of Guanyin, the son of Kuchan Temple. Now, our daughter is healthy, we should come here Incense."

The first seat of the pure land is like a stick in the throat.

The Leng family's piece of fat was swallowed up by the Kuchansi family, of course the head of the Pure Land is not happy!

The head of the Pure Land rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "So that's how it is! Your family should come here to offer incense. Oh, this is your family's daughter, right? She looks so good, and she has the roots of wisdom at a glance! En, Leng Old man, is your daughter going to university? Go to our Jingtu Temple and make a wish for your daughter in the future. There is a Wenchang Bodhisattva in our Jingtu Temple. If you make a wish to go to university, one will agree!"

When Master Leng and Mrs. Leng heard this, they not only looked a little uncomfortable.

Zhao Hao looked at it and was immediately displeased: "Hey, the head of the Pure Land, after talking for a long time, you still want money?"

Zhao Hao put it a little bluntly, but it made the head of the Pure Land sweat cold, and his heart felt like a needle piercing his heart.

The head of the Pure Land was furious: "Master Leng, who is this person? It's not big or small!"

Master Leng smiled faintly: "He, my daughter's personal bodyguard. I heard that Buddhism advocates the equality of all beings. My bodyguard said two things, it shouldn't be divided into big and small!"

When the head of the Pure Land heard it, he lowered his head quickly as if he had been slapped heavily in the face.

Zhao Hao smiled lightly: "The head of the Pure Land, let's go and play quickly, don't delay our offering incense! Don't even think about getting benefits from our master Leng. In my eyes, you are also trash."

The head of the Pure Land gave Zhao Hao a blank look, and had no choice but to say a few polite words, and returned to their seats.

Next, perform the incense ceremony.

Another half hour passed.

The incense ceremony is finally over.

A group of people were invited by the head of Kuchan to sit in the viewing area on the east side of the arena.

There are also various offerings of fruit, fine wine, and fine tea.

It's just that there are no oily meat dishes.

The ten-year Zen World Martial Arts Competition has reached the middle of the competition.

on the ring.

A bald young monk said loudly: "The Lord of Yishaxiang is running for the election, and three winners have been selected. Congratulations to these three people who are eligible to wear cassocks to go to any occasion in the monk world. Next, is the election of the leader of Sansha Hall. Please participate enthusiastically Come on stage."

Master Leng looked at Zhao Hao and said with a smile, "Hehe, I never thought that they were chosen to wear cassocks like this."

Zhao Hao nodded: "Yes, in fact, I have never seen a martial arts competition in the monk world before, this time it is a good experience. I just don't know, can we go up and fight a few times!"

When Zhang Minmin heard this, she suddenly regained her spirits, and said softly, "Yes, I think their monks in the world of monks are not too bad! If this girl comes to the stage, I feel that I can even get the qualification to wear three cassocks. "

The restless Zhang Xiaoqi immediately made fun of Zhang Minmin: "Hey, Miss Zhang, are you interested in cassocks? Do you want to be a monk or a nun?"

Zhang Minmin pouted angrily: "Xiaoqi, you are so annoying! I didn't say that I wanted to be a monk or a nun. I just thought that I could beat the master of the three cassocks in the monk world! If I also got the three cassocks, I don't need to wear it, but it can be used as a souvenir."

Master Leng and Mr. Zhang are good buddies.

Therefore, Master Leng has always treated Zhang Minmin as his daughter.

Upon hearing this, Master Leng said with a smile: "The head of Kuchan, come here. Our family Zhang Minmin wants to compete with you monks later, let's call it a friendly match, do you think it is feasible?"

Master Leng is the supply rear of Kuchan Temple.

Even if this kind of thing can't be done, it must be done.

The head of Kuchan quickly nodded: "Haha, later, I will hold some friendly matches between monks and laymen. It is feasible, completely feasible!"

(End of this chapter)